In just a few seconds, Irene had already spat out several mouthfuls of blood. The bright red blood dripped on the ground and also stained the clothes she wore. I couldn't help but panic when I saw that she didn't seem to be stopping at all.

"What's going on? What should I do? What should I do?" I freaked out and my mind was blank. Irene seemed to be about to faint from excessive blood loss. I didn't have time to think. I held her shoulder with one hand and brought her into the ...